Eugene exclaimed in frustration, I’m not that chubby!
Mila laughed and playfully dodged him, refusing to make any changes to the drawing.
After a bit of playful banter, they tidied up the room, and Eugene ended up sleeping on the hospital’s fold-out bed for the night.
In just a few days, Eugene would be starting college. His professor, a renowned mathematician, had high expectations and was known for being exceptionally strict. Once classes began, Eugene knew he would have little personal time, so he wanted to spend as much time as possible with his sister while he still could.
…
Nathaniel chuckled.
On the night of the Festival, Nathaniel hosted a gathering at his private club, inviting a group of childhood friends to celebrate. As they enjoyed their drinks, Nathaniel received a message from Julian. Julian was typically reserved and hard to reach, so Nathaniel was quick to check the message.
It was a photo of a candle adorned with lively little animals, with a note saying it was painted by his mom, and Julian loved it.
He was slightly surprised that Mila had such artistic skills. His eyes instinctively flicked toward Lysander, who was seated beside him, feeling an inexplicable pang of guilt.
Nathaniel had never mentioned to anyone, not even to Lysander, about Julian recognizing Mila as his mom. He knew how much Lysander disliked Mila and feared it might affect their friendship, so he kept it under wraps.
However…
His gaze drifted to Giselle, sitting on Lysander’s other side, and he couldn’t help but frown slightly.
Lysander’s disdain for Mila stemmed from an old incident where she allegedly trapped him into marriage, disrupting his longstanding engagement with Giselle, a childhood friend of theirs.
Nathaniel and Giselle had grown up together and shared a close bond, so naturally, he sided with Giselle and viewed Mila unfavorably, especially since his friend Lysander didn’t like her either.
Nathaniel quickly turned off the screen and laughed it off, Just a simple candle my little nephew sent me.
Lysander, familiar with Nathaniel’s family situation and Julian’s story, inquired further. How’s he doing?
Great, just great. He’s at an age where he needs to be in school, so he’ll be starting soon.
Nathaniel playfully wrapped an arm around Lysander’s neck and grinned, By the way, my nephew is around the same age as your son. I’ve arranged for him to transfer to Adrian’s class. Once school starts, make sure Adrian looks out for him, okay?
His intention was simple—knowing he couldn’t sway Mila and was hesitant to approach Lysander, he figured Julian and Adrian could become friends. If the children got along, perhaps Mila would be more inclined to look after his nephew too.
Lysander, unaware of Nathaniel’s underlying thoughts, readily agreed.